Me and Bobby McGee - Demo Version

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train
 When I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans
 Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
 And rode us all the way into New Orleans
 I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
 I's playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues
 Windshield wipers slappin' time
 I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
 We sang every song that driver knew
 Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
 Nothin', it ain't nothin' honey, if it ain't free
 And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
 You know feelin' good was good enough for me
 Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
 From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun
 Yeah, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
 Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done
 Yeah, Bobby baby kept me from the cold
 One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away
 He's lookin' for that home and I hope he finds it
 Well, I'd trade all my tomorrows for one single yesterday
 To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
 Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
 Nothin', and that's all that Bobby left me
 Well, feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
 And feelin' good was good enough for me
 Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee, yeah
 La da da, la da daa, la da daa da daa da daa
 La da da da daa dadada Bobby McGee-ah
 La li daa da daa daa, la da daa da daa
 La la laa la daada Bobby McGee-ah yeah
 La di da, ladida LA dida LA di daa, ladida LA dida LA di daa
 Hey now Bobby now now Bobby McGee yeah
 Lo lo LO lolo LO lo laa, lololo LO lolo LO lolo LO lolo LO la laa
 Hey now Bobby now now Bobby McGee yeah
 Lord, I called him my lover, I called him my man
 I said I called him my lover, did the best I can
 C'mon, hey now Bobby now, hey now Bobby McGee, yeah
 Lo lo Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, oh
 Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, Lord